The young man with black hair spoke with a terrifying breath and an utterly cold, deadly intent!
The Desert Eagle was pressed against Su Qi's forehead, and even though he had suffered a backlash, he was incredibly ferocious, as if a deep sea's worth of resentment was bursting out towards Su Qi!
The surrounding Black Rain surged wildly, as if startled by the Strength, frantically contracting.
And Su Qi's reaction was somewhat not holding up:
"It's not like we're bros..."
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"You almost made me laugh."
The young man with black hair saw Su Qi's somewhat peculiar smile, "To directly call me the Son of Evil God based on this alone is a bit of an overstatement."
"And..."
And the next moment...
Su Qi reached out and grabbed the black-haired young man's wrist, and with a swoosh of the Dark Star, it came unsheathed! He deflected the Desert Eagle away.
"You're not in good shape, so stop pointing that thing at me."
